• I don't mind the dark so much
    I prefer it to the light
    In the dark I am the only one still awake
    The others can't ask me questions about why I have a new scar on my wrist
    The dark is where I can be alone
    Drawing scarlet marks upon my arm
    And wonder how soon I'll be dying
    And leaving behind all my misery
    When it is dark I begin my falling into my memories
    A tear will escape followed by many more
    My tears are wet and salty like the deep, dark sea that I am drowning in
    As I go deeper under the waves of sadness
    The knife goes deeper into my already scarred skin
    The scars that my skin bear are nothing compared to the scars on my mind and soul
    The scars that push me deeper into the water until I can't breathe
    A million years of smiling and laughter couldn't pull me from the clutch of the deep blue
    The deep blue sea of misery
    I don't mind the dark so much
    It's better than the light